She went from this....
To this....
To this....
And finally to this...
We had our first family broken bone two weeks ago. It was one of those experiences that I kinda just shook my head and thought this is NOT how I pictured this going. It was Saturday night and close to bedtime but beautiful outside and we decided to be spontaneous and go for a family job/bike ride. Tim was running in front (he says cuz he is faster but I think it's because he just wanted to be done and was dying) but that's neither here nor there and I was pulling up the rear, yes slower but also pushing Carter and Brooklyn in the double jogger (yes, that's my excuse). Kennedy was right smack in between us on her bike. You could tell when she kept glancing back that she was worried that I was behind and didn't want to go faster and leave me in her dust but she also wanted to go faster and catch up with daddy. I yelled to her to go ahead sweetie we are fine...so she pedaled and pedaled faster. Then next thing I know she was falling off her bike with her body underneath the bike. She was pretty scraped up and kept holding her right hand but dr. Tim moved it around and we all thought she was just traumatized from the fall and the blood. It was pretty painful by Monday so we took her to urgent care to get an x-ray. Dr. said it wasn't brokedn but wrapped it because of the pain. He instructed us to take her to an orthopedic dr. if it still hurt in a week. A week later the splint came off and the pain continued. Off to the orthopedic dr. where he told us she had fractured her hand and put the hot pink with glitter cast (her choice of course) on her right hand. Poor thing, it has been hard (yes I will be the first to admit I feel sorry for her but sometimes I feel sorry for me too...since she really was my only child who could do pretty much everything for herself) BUT she is being a trooper, the excitement lasted all for a day when everyone got to sign it but now that's over and it just is plain annoying for her and heavy. She has gotten really good at writing with her left hand, eating with her left hand and now is able to do a lot with her right hand and the few free fingers. Hang in there KK only three more weeks!